Sunsets on Sundays
Let's begin the night haze
Yes chef I want you
Think of what we can do
My escapist thrill
You give me chills
Pretty boy
I'll be your toy
Destroy me
Set me free
I just want to see
Those eyes mischievous so taunting
That smile so bright and haunting
I can't escape the thoughts of you
No matter what I try to do
So have your way
You make my day
With the games we play
There's no way I can win
So lets just begin.